Butt$impson - It's Time to Say Goodbye Lyrics

Give me one good minute, I need to spit to this fire
I make the flame burn brighter, I use bars instead of lighters
Smoke me up a joint, you think you're stoned, lil bitch I'm higher
Saint Morta cap and skinny jeans is my attire

What the f*ck, who said what, talking shit don't make you tough
Your ugly face, f*ck keep it shut
Got all these bars I'm cooking up
Wait, hollup
Smoking on the dope and now I cannot even cope with reality
Personality getting real strange
Cause I'm f*cked in my brain, from the strains and the cocaine
It's got me feeling real sick
Aye, I'm feeling really sick
Aye, I'm feeling really sick